The year before my eldest was born (after five years of infertility treatments) I made one dozen quilts.
They were different sizes and used different construction methods. Many of them were gifts for people. Others I kept for my "hope chest" becuase I was still allegedly hopeful. After each quilt I completed I would say something assinine like, "I'm not a quilter but..." and then I would launch into my next quilting project. I think I was reluctant to claim my identity as a quilter because I had very high standards for that appelation. Quilters were people who had very neat stitches and a degree in color theory and exhibited works at the State Fair and possibly took comissions for custom quilts. (Oh-- I actually took a comission for a custom quilt during this time too!) So now I am not a gardener. I am not a gardener as I turn over large sections of sod to enlarge the half-circle part-shade garden in the front. I continue to not be a gardener as I create terraced spots to plant things on the hill. I am adamantly not a gardener filling the truck with 1/2 cubic yard of Organic Growers Blend (poopy dirt) and distributing it with my little red wheelbarrow throughout the various growing spots in the yard. Following is a chronology of my lack of gardening over the last 3 days... Monday I was going to get dirt, but it rained. I don't remember what I did instead. Ummm... took friend to Whole Foods and had tea. Then presumably did other things. Possibly just sat around reading. Really, I couldn't say. I hope I am not accused of a crime on May 19, 2014 because I certainly cannot provide any kind of alibi. Tuesday went to get 1/2 cubic yard of dirt for new raised-bed garden (and to ammend soil of old garden spaces) Wednesday distributed dirt (dang, that is a lot of dirt) limbed the wild linden trees overgrowing the alley and shading the entire front yard. (There is still shade, I promise) "trimmed" the yew bushes. Which involved completely taking one of them out by the roots. This is more typical of my trimming. enlarged the front half-circle garden and encircled it with brick edgers reclaimed from other areas of the yard loaded all the branches from my trimming projects, with help from my offspring Grateful Crap: good weather for planting crap Daily Convexions: took meds; except for Wednesday night. I forgot. Don't know why. I was very tired. lots of hard work in the sun. did 30 minutes on elliptical trainer on Tuesday Superbettering? too allergic to keyboard to want to check in. But I know some of the things I was doing anyway count in the battle against Depression. Like the physical work. And being outside. And doing things for friends. And drinking enough water. Comments are closed.
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